C‐Murder - Stressin Lyrics

Cut that mike up for me bass

Let's do this thang boy,

Deadly sounds right back at ya

Can't stop none of this?

Playa, check this out

They don't want this chorus all they want is Murder

They don't feel my pain but they gone feel my presence

And I've been stressin' since a adolescent

They don't want this chorus all they want is Murder

They don't feel my pain but they gone feel my presence

Now I ain't never robbed rally's

But it was close, I've done stick ups for Bally's

We love to smoke as I recall I heard you mention my name

What you love to see me stressin'?

This ain't part of the game you must be high

'Cause you rockin' like a Bass Head

You hear me, I'm grindin', workin' hard for mine ya feel me

Four hundred years of pain and now this

It's like them cockroaches got you trained, just like a bitch

You see they smile in yo face now what they after

And now they wanna take my place

Them back stabba's, blucka blucka, I'mma get you sucka

We roll tinted windows on the black Humma Trucka

And after it rain he might be dead like Jesse James

Trained for pain even when I lose everything I gain

It's simple mathematics when you go ballistic

Statistics show we breed soldiers in my district

It ain't like Mr. Rodgers I learned the game

But it wasn't from the Dodgers

Pissed from pain, and Welfair wasn't a question

Just a decision, we embraced it as a blessin'

'Cause food was missin' and my tattoos tell a story

I'm Bossainie and Kevin died in his glory

I know he see me, I'm runnin' but I ain't movin'

It's like a dream, 'cause all they want is Murder

That's what it seem

They don't want this chorus, all they want is Murder

They don't feel my pain but they gone feel my presence

And I've been stressin' since a adolescent

They don't want this chorus all they want is Murder

They don't feel my pain but they gone feel my presence

And I've been stressin' since a adolescent

Come meet me in the projecets 'cause it's a set up

And the only way to stop, watch him get wet up

Ain't no since in you fakin' with me

I'm just a pebble and the window you got is bigger than me

Watch me shadow while blood splattered and hit the pave

I'm puttin' fresh flowers on my empty grave

Tryna sell a million so I can provide for my lil' one

Shit, they want little mess like the rest of the ghetto children

It's confusin', I'm losin' pieces to a broken puzzle

Russian Roulette to my head it's down bubble muzzle

I'm Kamakazi, you try me put yourself right beside me

I'm a wanted man call Baby Mamma so she can hide me

The only victim is all the brotha locked up in prison

Gettin' letters and pictures, I know they people miss em'

Take a ride to Texas in a stolen Lexus

Three mack 11's is ready, that's me only protection

"Who do I believe in really?", I put my faith in God

I was dealt some bad cards, he's fightin' in school yards

And fightin' at night behind bars the devil hit me wit a murder charge

All they want is Murder boy